Call Me Mommy

Romeo’s been hitting up therapy for weeks now, the headshrinker kind, not just kneading out knots. Yeah, you heard that right—this dude’s got some wild wiring. And hey, no judgment here, we’ve all got our kinks. So when Romeo Price struts into Ryan Conner’s massage spot, he drops a request that stops her cold. Picture this: he spills his guts about crushing hard on his stepmom—those killer massive tits, that flowing blonde hair. He’s fantasized forever about wrapping his lips around her huge boobs, tonguing her steamy pussy while she devours his pulsing cock. Boom. Today, he flips the script. No ordinary rubdown. He begs Ryan to step into Mommy mode, treating him like her own boy. She hesitates—fair enough, it’s out there—but he sweet-talks her with promises of steady business, raving about her top-notch, anything-goes skills. Deal sealed. He slips back in, and bam, it’s pure mother-son vibes, cozy as hell. Romeo nestles his head right on her juicy, plump boobs; she pulls him in close, cooing over his eager mug against her soft, tempting rack. His shrink swears this role-play’ll iron out his twisted issues. Things heat up quick. Mommy’s hands wander intimate, tracing every inch, and Romeo’s eating up her naughty praise—he’s grown into quite the man, after all. Her strokes get him rock-hard, throbbing for more. “Mommy, I need a cock massage,” he groans. She grins wickedly, unleashing her silky, sexy body on him—tits sliding, curves grinding—to work out every last bit of tension from that stiff rod. He unloads a massive, scorching blast of cum, painting her from head to toe in his hot mess.